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Barto suddenly struck. Although he appeared imposing, Bu and the others had already taken precautions and prepared for battle. Reynold snorted coldly, ready to draw his long knife, but was interrupted by Bu's words.
"Everyone step back and find Wendy and the others in the room. Leave this to me." As soon as the expert made his move, Bu felt a tremendous pressure from Barto's attack. However, he believed he could handle it; his only concern was Wendy.
"Alright, let's go." Reynold understood Bu very well. Knowing that if he could manage, he would certainly have a way to retreat safely. Now, they just needed to guard against anyone sneaking up on Wendy and the others, which would alleviate Bu's worries. Without further delay, he led Locke and Ivan straight to Violet Manor.
"Hmph, barely able to protect yourself and still have the mind to care about others."
With two explosive sounds, Barto launched a fierce attack. The dark claw winds directly shattered the two palms that Bu had swung out, revealing a mocking expression.
"What a powerful attack, what strange energy." As Pu Yi engaged in battle with Bu, he quickly fell into a disadvantage, stepping back seven or eight paces as his arms trembled with muscle spasms. His palms were cut by the opponent's claw winds, leaving several bloody marks; his internal energy surged violently, almost making him feel nauseous.
"Is this all you've got?" Barto, gaining the upper hand, advanced like a dragon with thunderous steps. His claws resembled twin dragons spitting pearls, or a vicious serpent emerging from the sea, overwhelming in momentum. The dark claw winds covered every position around Bu, causing the ground to crack before they even erupted, creating numerous ravines as if sliced by divine weapons.
"It seems I won't be able to take down this Fellow without pulling out my big gun today."
With a cold glint in his eyes and no longer hesitating, the Taiyuan Spear shot out from his Storage Bracelet and landed in his hand, an aura of ruthless dominance sweeping across the battlefield.
"Crescent Moon Execution——Star-Moon Convergence!"
As Bu swept out with his spear, it was as if the light of stars and moons poured down from the night sky, creating an expansive sea of silver brilliance. The violent spear body was nearly invisible within it; surging energy rolled like a tide, roaring towards all directions along with the silver sea.
"What kind of spear technique is this? Such an overwhelming offensive; could it be an Intermediate combat skill?"
"What a sharp shot! Look at how much of Barto's covering attack was broken through with just one strike."
The surrounding crowd gasped in unison, witnessing the battle circle as if a vast starlight had torn through the cage of night. The gun in Bu's hand represented the brilliance of countless stars and the moon, while Barto's dense black claw shadows symbolized the enveloping darkness. At the moment they collided, the concentrated claw shadows shattered, and a series of thunderous booms echoed, shaking the hearts of those present. Barto furrowed his brow and was forced to retreat several steps.
"Interesting," Golan remarked with a smirk, intrigued to see Bu manage to resist despite the significant difference in their levels of power.
"With Intermediate Level strength, you managed to escape my tearing claws. Impressive, but your luck ends here." Barto was clearly angered; under everyone's gaze, as a proud student of Greed Wolf Hall and at Intermediate Level 4, he could not easily defeat a newcomer who had just entered the academy. If word got out, he would become a laughingstock in Greed Wolf Hall.
"Crescent Moon Execution—Chasing Stars and Pursuing the Moon!"
Since it was a battle, Bu had no intention of wasting words with his enemy. He fired again, executing the Chasing Stars and Pursuing the Moon technique.
The gun technique focused primarily on thrusting to attack the enemy; this was the most basic and essential skill of marksmanship known as "Killing Technique." At this moment, Bu's Chasing Stars and Pursuing the Moon displayed this technique to perfection, piercing through with incredible lethality.
It was so fast that it was nearly invisible to the naked eye, so swift that all that could be heard was the sharp whistle of wind as it sliced through the air. To those watching, this shot seemed like dawn's light suddenly illuminating them, instantly reaching Barto.
With a thunderous crash that sounded like a clap of thunder, it resonated in everyone's ears like a deafening bell. Kathy, who had stabilized her injuries, turned pale at this sound and coughed up blood, stumbling backward. Looking on, an energy-formed Giant Wolf Head suddenly appeared within the battle circle, clamping down on Bu's shooting star-like thrust and preventing it from advancing even an inch.
"You force me to use the Greedy Wolf Sword; this farce should come to an end." Barto bellowed as he grasped an oddly shaped dark green longsword that he had somehow acquired. At the tip of this sword's Sword Aura, the Giant Wolf Head appeared vividly fierce and terrifying, its fangs tightly gripping Bu's thrust.
"Greedy Wolf Sword Technique—Wolf's Journey of a Thousand Miles!"
With a flick of Barto's wrist, the dark green longsword moved swiftly, gathering immense energy. The Giant Wolf Head led countless sword lights behind it, resembling numerous wolf packs spreading across the prairie. With each sound of slicing wind from the swords converging in one direction, they chose their prey.
This move was overwhelmingly powerful—an absolute Intermediate combat technique. The rampant sword lights surged like countless wolves led by an alpha wolf, roaring as they charged forward. The already ravaged ground was plowed flat once more; even the inn's door creaked under pressure before shattering into pieces. The crowd retreated in fear, none daring to approach within ten feet of the battle circle.
Bu felt an overwhelming pressure; even before the opponent's attack reached him, the slashing sword light had already cut through his skin. This was an absolute formidable enemy, leaving no room for carelessness.
Bloodline Transformation activated, with twenty percent of Amplification enhancing his attributes.
Bu's form resembled a fierce ghost, his eyes blood-red. The Acupoint within him roared, the stored energy felt as if it were about to explode from being overly charged. At this moment, he was at his peak fighting strength, yet he still could not launch an attack and could only retreat defensively.
“Crescent Moon Execution——Starry Night!”
The defensive technique of the spear, “Reformation Technique” Starry Night, made the Taiyuan Spear in Bu's hands tremble like a swimming dragon. The spear body seemed to transform into a long whip under immense force, sealing off all attacks from above and below. The spearhead spun left and right like a rotating gear, creating a scene reminiscent of the convergence of stars and moons, with brilliance covering and blocking all incoming assaults.
As the saying goes, it takes a year to master a knife, ten years for a sword, and a hundred years to perfect a spear.
Before learning Crescent Moon Execution, Bu could not wield a spear at all. However, after studying Crescent Moon Execution, he grasped the insights imprinted by predecessors in the Skill Book. Coupled with daily rigorous training from Hong Lian, in just a few days he had become akin to an experienced veteran who had immersed himself in this path for years. With the spear in hand, he executed techniques—thrusting, pulling, pressing, covering, lifting, and stabbing—with fluidity as if they were extensions of his own limbs.
At that moment, to everyone outside the battle circle, Bu appeared as a hunter surrounded by wolves, single-handedly battling against a pack. As he wielded the long spear, he commanded the battlefield; each thrust cut through the air with a whistling sound like wildfire spreading. From initially struggling to increasingly finding his rhythm and growing more vigorous in combat, he surprisingly stood firm against Barto’s move Wolf's Journey of a Thousand Miles.
“How is this possible?” Kathy and others who had retreated far away were wide-eyed in disbelief. Watching Bu stand unyielding like a rock amidst waves made them feel as if they were seeing ghosts.
After all, who wasn’t talented? Kathy himself was talented; otherwise, he wouldn’t have entered Mid-Level at just twenty years old and fought his way into Holy Light Academy. Yet now, before him stood this peer—Bu—who not only easily defeated him but could also bridge the gap against Barto, whose strength had already reached Intermediate Level 4. This was simply monstrous.
“This is truly unexpected. It seems that this year's student selection has brought forth another remarkable Fellow for you at Holy Light Academy. In the future, he might even become a Third Generation Golden Mystic, just like you, Golan,” said a young man with hair like jade cascading down in the private box on the second floor. His words carried admiration for Bu.
“Your Highness overestimates him. He is merely a newcomer from humble beginnings. No matter how strong his combat power is, if he cannot take the lead in cultivation level, he will eventually fade away quickly. Moreover, I can see that this child’s current state clearly indicates he has used some sort of Forbidden Technique, which cannot be sustained for long.”
Hearing the words of the man beside him, Golan smiled proudly but did not pay attention to what the other said. The Third Generation Golden Mystic ranked within the Venus Sequence, and there were only ten such individuals in the entire Holy Light Academy. If any random Fellow with a bit of Qualification could hope to advance to Third Generation Golden Mystic, then by now, the Star Students in Holy Light Academy would number in the thousands.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!
A series of sounds echoed like rain hitting a pipa, as footsteps danced around. Step Nine was activated, and he moved with his spear, exuding an overwhelming momentum. The Giant Wolf Head was almost crushed under his spear technique, while the dense rain of swords around him could not harm him in the slightest. By the end, the entire battlefield had transformed into a realm dominated by spears, with sharp spear lights spreading in all directions, impenetrable by wind or rain.
"How is this possible? What kind of strange Forbidden Technique is this child using? It has increased his power so much." Barto grew increasingly alarmed as they fought. In just a few breaths, they had clashed over a hundred times. Yet despite these encounters, Barto found that he could not suppress his opponent at all; it was simply unfathomable.
"Break for me!"
With a furious shout, Taiyuan Spear swung down like a club. The force was terrifying; as the spear struck down, it felt as if gunpowder had ignited, producing a thunderous explosion. The entire spear bent into a shocking arc before heavily crashing down on the Giant Wolf Head.
Boom! A wave of air surged violently; under this strike, the Giant Wolf Head was directly shattered. It felt as if an energy rain had fallen from the sky, stirring up an energy storm. Barto's face flushed red before turning pale again; after a muffled groan, he staggered back several steps, unable to hide his astonishment.
"Crescent Moon Execution—Moonset and Starfall!"
As he fought fiercely, Bloodline Transformation during these two minutes not only caused his strength to soar but also ignited his fighting spirit. His blood boiled within him, and now he pressed forward with victory in sight, unleashing the strongest killing move he could currently perform: Crescent Moon Execution.
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